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Thinkin' 'Bout Her

Fred J Eaglesmith
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"Oh my God, we're socked in by fog" Wrote the harbour master in his log I left the coats up in the barn I didn't set the alarm I was thinking 'bout her I was thinking 'bout her I was thinking 'bout her Again I was touching her face I was touching her hand I was holding her close I was saying her name I was thinking 'bout her Up in the courthouse he took the stand They asked him over and over again Why'd he let it go on so long He said he knew that it was wrong He was thinking 'bout her He was thinking 'bout her He was thinking 'bout her Again He was touching her face He was touching her hand He was holding her close He was saying her name He was thinking 'bout her Now he's sitting at the edge of the pond They wheel him out just after dawn He just stares all day long They bring him back in when the sun is gone And he's thinking 'bout her He's thinking 'bout her He's thinking 'bout her Again And he's touching her face He's touching her hand He's holding her close He's saying her name And he's thinking 'bout her